Dong Xin Yan pursed her lips slightly, deliberated over her words, then cleared her throat softly, looked up, and said to Producer Tang, "Mr. Tang, it’s getting late, and you’ve had quite a bit to drink. How about we leave now?" For original chapters go to ⓝovelFire.net
The beauty’s voice was soft and charming, soothing to listen to. Producer Tang looked at the pretty face right in front of him. Her cheeks were a rosy hue from the alcohol, and those pink lips moist from the wine seemed to have a thin sheen under the light, resembling delectable jelly, tempting one to take a bite.
Producer Tang felt even more ticklish inside. His intention tonight was to bring Dong Xin Yan to bed, so how could he just let her leave?
Producer Tang smiled, pretended to glance at his watch, then leaned over to Dong Xin Yan’s ear and replied ambiguously, "It’s still early, no need to rush. Even if it gets late later, it’s fine. I have a room here; you can stay here."
The implication in his words was exceedingly clear.
Dong Xin Yan’s hands clenched slightly as she instinctively tilted her face away, putting some distance between herself and Producer Tang.
She was truly grateful to Producer Tang for helping her, and she definitely planned to properly thank him in the future, but... if it was through such unspoken rules, she would never agree.
Yet she couldn’t outright refuse, so she forced a smile, pretending not to understand his words, and said softly, "Mr. Tang, it really is late, and I’ve had a bit too much to drink today, so I want to go back to rest early. Only then can I be in my best state for filming tomorrow and not disappoint you for giving me this opportunity."
Dong Xin Yan racked her brain to find words to delay, but Producer Tang began to lose his patience.
That day, she seemed so perceptive and sharp; why was she so slow today? Or did she enjoy playing hard to get?
Producer Tang had downed a bellyful of liquor, and with a beauty in his arms all night, enveloped in her fragrance, he was already burning with desire. At this point, he didn’t want to beat around the bush with Dong Xin Yan any longer. He smiled at her ambiguously, his voice filled with flirtation, and said directly, "Xiao Yan, since I gave you this opportunity to keep your role, shouldn’t you also properly repay me?"
As he spoke, Producer Tang unhesitatingly reached out to wrap his arm around Dong Xin Yan’s slender waist, pulling her directly into his embrace, and then leaned in to kiss her pink lips.
Dong Xin Yan did not expect Producer Tang to suddenly make a move. Taken by surprise, she instinctively tried to push him away, but he held her too tightly. For a moment, she couldn’t push him away, and just when he was about to kiss her, at the critical moment, Producer Tang suddenly lifted off the ground.
Before Dong Xin Yan could clearly see what was happening, she heard the sharp sound of a punch landing on flesh, followed by Producer Tang’s pig-like scream of pain.
Producer Tang, just about to enjoy the beauty’s red lips, was suddenly grabbed by the back collar and lifted up, then received a fierce punch, leaving him utterly stunned.
He fell to the ground in a mess, wailing in pain while angrily questioning the man standing over him, "Why did you hit me?"
Gu Ningyi stepped forward, standing before him, looking down from above, his dark eyes scanning over Producer Tang’s swollen, fat face. He curled his lips with a wicked grin and said, enunciating every word, "You look like you need a beating."